The light is returning

At four seconds a day, at the beginning, now, I can feel the morning light is gaining strength. The river has done it's ice ballet pirouette dance, on time again, it's icy jagged blanket on so warm and cosy. So much dangerous beauty in the winter, unless you're dressed right. The scalding cold wind on my face today as I recklously walk along the rivers edge admiring the master painters work etched in transparent black ice.

So by the new year in January, I'll be leaving this beautiful yet cruel cold world, no, I'm not planning to off myself (I made it fine through Christmas), I'll be heading off to Guatemala with a good friend. At this point in my sputtering, meandering career, I feel it's time to give something back and recharge my short circuited batteries at the same time. We'll be helping poor Mayan families in Xela to build low cost cook stoves through the amazing NGO called Guatemala Stove Project. If I don't have their link on this blog, I'll try to add it soon.

I'll be leaving on a high note for my involvement with SOS I hope. I have made plans with Paul Symes of Wakefield's Black Sheep to stage a show in February, with local bands and Maude Barlow speaking for the Council of Canadians, on our behalf to protect our spring and our local environment. Who needs an excuse for a party eh?

Stay tuned, the light is returning...